a poem in my pocket

garden of summers past

held a palmed rose

colours of petals everlast

in memory’s soft repose

final flower sighed tears

under dying sun’s pale heat

dreams wilt in urgent fears

sad colours earned retreat

Based on five charms (phrases) taken from Samuel Greenberg’s “The Pale Impromptu” (1915): a palmed rose, flower sighed tears, pale heat, urgent fears, colours earned retreat. Laura hosts at dVerse poets pub tonight.

Linking to dVerse poets where De hosts “magnetic” quadrilles…

when a man is a man
and woman is woman
basic biology
may prove to be
an initial distraction
which if pursued can lead
to powerful pull of
an opposite attraction
poles easily magnetized, idealized,
romanticized, even scandalized
are predictable results
of scientific methodology

”Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you: Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires.” (Song of Songs 8:4)

I’m grateful for harvest yet weary of politics and COVID 19…

i’m falling out of love

with fall, that’s all…

a seasonal thing that

marks end of our fling

gorgeous colors nearly past

victims of wind’s chilly blast

old trees embarrassed to undress and

wheelbarrow shows oxidized distress

smoke from fire numbs my nose

garden hose lies stiffly froze

harvest moon wanes from full glow

day turns gray and threatens snow

my gloved fingers feel a tingle

much too soon for sleigh bells jingle

gathered crops leave dry fields bare

dusty roads don’t give a care

rejected pumpkin left to rot…

seems fall, after all, loves me not.

Join dVerse where Sarah gives us 3 little words to find our way around London….I chose frost/driven/proper which pinpoint Penguin Beach 🙂

if ever you’re in London

a’wandering and lost,  be

sure to wear tweed sweater

to shield you from the frost.

if wet and woolly weather

has driven Brits indoors,

enjoy their spiced hot toddy

before you explore the moors.

if adventures zoological

are within a cabbie’s reach,

please rent proper tuxedo

to go visit Penguin Beach!

Image source and link to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai…

van gogh’s sunny art

birds wait as seed snacks ripen

farm weed in flower

Linking to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai butterfly prompt…

crumpled butterfly

beauty in the brokenness

dreams yet take flight

in twilight of dreams

luminous orb taps window

sleepwalk with full moon

el derecho blows

roiling storm moves in straight line

knocking cornfields flat

In honor of Carpe Diem Haiku Kai’s 8th anniversary…congratulations to host, Chevrefeuille!

ripe pumpkins in field

colors of maple and oak

harvest of haiku